When I mention the name of Anna Akhmatova, I have the image of a regal lady, mistress of the muses. This woman has lived a great, dramatic and at the same time a happy life. Poets of the “Silver Age” in their poems often confessed their love for this queen of Russian poetry. In the storms of the century Anna Akhmatova lost almost everything that God gives to man on earth for love and forbids anyone to take away from a person. My husband, Nikolai Gumilev, was shot on false charges in a counter-revolutionary conspiracy, my son was repressed, herself was subjected to persecution and attacks from not only the “litudarniki”, but also the state guardians of party ideology. And yet, in the fire of events, she did not lose her royal posture, and her poetry was always filled with nobility, love and faith in the triumph of good over evil. In her works there is a lot of personal, purely feminine, the fact that Akhmatova outlived her soul, which is dear to the Russian reader.
Akhmatova was also worried about the fate of the spiritually impoverished people, and the alarm of the Russian intelligentsia after the Bolsheviks seized power in the country. She conveyed the psychological state of the intelligentsia in those inhuman conditions: In a circle of bloody day and night A cruel languor hurts. No one wanted to help us, Because we stayed at home. A remarkable monument of that mournful pore is her famous “Requiem”. In this poem, Akhmatova showed the suffering of the victims of Stalinist repression: There the prison poplar rocks And no sound – and how many there are innocent lives ends… But, of course, the main and main theme of Anna Akhmatova, I believe, is the theme of love. Her poems about love are marked with real drama, and this puts them on a par with world classics. The lyrical heroine Akhmatova is ready to sacrifice for the sake of love: My dear! And me too. I die with you… Her beloved was himself an extraordinary person, besides – a famous poet. Their Relationships gave impetus to the poetic inspiration of these remarkable creators. In her memoirs,
Vera Nikolaevna Nevedomskaya remembers: “Akhmatova – in opposition to Gumilev – was always closed and always alien.” In Slepnev, in her husband’s family, she was stifling, boring and unfriendly… “Next, Nevedomskaya remembers that Akhmatova was instantly transformed when the conversation went about poetry. She lived by poetry. About love, she wrote something with incredible tenderness: And the languid heart hears the Secret News of the distant… Then again dramatically, with a grave premonition: And next morning you’ll get up with a new riddle, But not clear and not sweet. And wash your blood with what people called love… The last verse of Nevedomskaya leads in her memoirs from memory. This is an indicator that Akhmatova’s poems have a deep and long-lasting character in the soul. Yes, and how not to stock up, when the pain of separation cuts directly in the living:
Do not come up with a bottomless separation,
Better immediately then – on the spot…
And, probably, we are separated
In this world, no one has ever been.
The life and love of Anna Akhmatova are woven into one thread. These concepts are inseparable for it. The theme of the Motherland is also not bypassed by it. Akhmatova with great artistic skill draws the expanses of the Russian land, such a long-suffering, strong spirit of people living on it. Recently, on the radio, Anna Akhmatova’s live voice sounded, as if I heard the speaking soul of our Fatherland – so much love, inner strength and light carried her voice in her.
